come and get it
Poem by: dreaming of you
every morning at the top of my stairs
''come and get it'' she cries
seeing her in her white underwear
upstairs a yorkshireman flies .
giggling she is carried to bed
and kissed so passionately
my desire for her it must be said
will last eternally .
we shower together and plan our day
where we will go and what we will see
it is so beautiful to see her this way
free from all that her life used to be .
nothing is left to chance or fate
i appreciate all that you do
every day i cannot wait
to tell you how much i love you .
we talk about anything and everything
loving the life that we live
beautiful is the song we sing
we have so much love to give .
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